Blue Label for the blue lady

16 May 2013

6:33 PM

16 May 2013

6:33 PM

Sir David Tang and friends packed out the Dorchester Hotel last night to taste Johnnie Walker Blue Label. I last tasted Blue Label in an airport departure lounge, where the expensive tipple is ubiquitous. Old Mr Steerpike has a bottle on the go, which he uses from time-to-time to top-up his favourite 50-year-old malt. The sight of a near-full bottle of that particular treat on the sideboard warms the heart on a cold night.

Still, the evening was not without incident. Ben Elliot, co-founder of Quintessentially, revealed that he has been taken on to fundraise for the Thatcher legacy project. They want to build a permanent museum in her honour. I hear that cheques from home are rarer than those from abroad; a testament to the late Mrs Thatcher’s international renown as much as it is her domestic reputation.

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  • James Strong

    Blue Label is a marketing trick.
    It’s OK but it doesn’t justify its price tag. It’s marketed at people with more money than sense, who think they are sophisticated because they are spending lots of money on a drink.
    There is a range of malts from Scotland that have different characters; my personal prefrence is for something very peaty, but there are others available.
    Blended whisky can be perfectly drinkable as well, and good value at the right price.
    Blue Label is not at the right price.
    In a way, Blue Label drinkers are similar to gamblers in a casino who are happy to lose because they think it shows that they can afford it. Idiots.

  • Jackthesmilingblack

    Johnnie Walker whisky, Guinness beer, McDonald’s hamburger, Häagen-Dazs ice-cream … Have you noticed how many Internet correspondents misspell these household names? No excuse; all you have to do is pull the empty package out of the bin.

    That’s right Speccie, delete away. Home truths are always a little unpalatable are they?